Radiance

As Sol sets over the River Hudson

Painting the sky in colors no pallet can mirror,

The sky scraping monuments

Made of metal and glass

Carry the masterpiece along its walls

Like flowing water.

It is as if time, if only for a moment, itself has stopped

The citizens, assiduous as usual, forget their tasks

Immovable in the presence of the Life Giving divine, 

whose breath is fire and warms them blessedly.

A ball whose wrath is far enough away,

What would be beyond Hell itself is but a gentle kiss,

A welcomed greeting that wakes us and guides us

And retires prettily to allow our souls to 

Navigate through the Realm of Dreams.

How Marvelous. How Wondrous. How Beautiful.